9/16/2018

Weekly Update 9/16/2018

Thanks to all who expressed concern about Hurricane Florence heading my way. Savannah was never expected to be in the direct path, so we just pretty much ignored it. Here’s a photo of me, taken Thursday, preparing for the hurricane (check out the blue skies):

Thursday morning, Barbara and I volunteered to pack boxes of food for the local pantry, Second Harvest. Since Thursday was National Hunger Day, this had been planned for some time to help the food pantry meet future needs whenever they arise. But, some of the boxes could be used for people impacted by Florence. We had empty boxes that needed to be filled with peanut butter, pasta, beans, tuna, grape juice, black eyed peas, cans of beef stew and prunes. The goal was to pack 1,000 boxes, and I feel that I did my part. We only stayed for about 2 hours, but that was more work than I’ve done in a long time.

I attended a nice lecture that evening. It was sponsored by the Georgia Historical Society and was an interview of author Dr. John Ferling by Stan Deaton. Dr Ferling has written several history books, and his most recent is Apostles of the Revolution: Jefferson, Paine, Monroe, and the Struggle Against the Old Order in America and Europe. There was also a book sale and signing, but I didn’t get there on time for that. One of the reasons I wanted to go to this was because it was held in Christ Church, and I haven’t been inside that church in many years. It is still as lovely.  

BC on Sunday was all confused. On the schedule, I was to open, and that was it for all day. But when I got there, the morning volunteers didn’t show up. I really did not want to stay because I had to be a Coach’s at 1 for the kick off, and I wasn’t wearing my Bills NFL apparel.  So, I locked up and left. Since neither of the volunteers who were supposed to be there in the afternoon had keys, I needed to go back and open for them. At 4, I believed there was another person scheduled to close, so I was just lamenting the poor play by the Bills football team (I use the term loosely), when I got a call that no one had shown up, and could I come to lock up so they could leave. So, back once again. I had already spent time this week trying to organize and understand the printing needs of BHS. Our chairman died rather suddenly, and he did most of the work himself. Now, the rest of us are scrambling to find out what has to be done. I said I’d talk to the printer company. I’m thinking that this cemetery stuff is going to overwhelm me soon, and I may be in over my head. I’M RETIRED! I DON’T WANT TO DO ANYTHING.